According to Xingqiao himself, Xing is definitely good.

It's probably a bit unacceptable now.

"No. You treat him well."

"Really?" Xing Jue glanced thoughtfully at the direction Xingqiao had left, and whispered, "Is it because of my amnesia?"

For a child, it should be a big shock that people close to him suddenly don't remember anything.

Xing Jue sighed and turned to Chu Zheng: "You haven't answered me yet, why don't you come to see me?"

"busy."

Xing Jue frowned: "Is your boyfriend important?"

Chu Zheng: "..."

Suddenly regretted it.

"Tell me about how we used to get along." Xing Jue didn't bother with that question, but gave Chu Zheng a more difficult question.

Chu Zheng: "..."

Remove a bit.

Xing Jue is just amnesia, not dementia.

Even if the behavior is slightly different from before, the workable style and manner of talking still have the style of a wealthy aristocrat.

Chu Zheng thought about it, and started to talk nonsense: "You used to listen to me very much."

Xing Jue's beautiful eyebrows were unscrewed, and he didn't believe it: "Really?"

"Do you think I will lie to you?"

Xing Absolutely appeared on Chuzheng's serious face, shook his head after a moment, and stretched his brows: "No, then I will listen to you in the future."

Xing Jue paused and added: "In private matters."

"Well, good."

Xing Jue: "..."

Why is this so familiar?

Xing Jue asked Chu Zheng to talk in detail, such as how they got along and what interesting things happened.

Chu Zheng: "..."

Chuzheng took a deep breath, and temporarily used the skills of the boss-making up his mind.

Xing Jue listened quietly, asking one or two questions from time to time, very seriously.

The "memories" of the two ended up when Hu Shuo came to call him.

"Can we have dinner together tonight?" Xing Jue asked Chu Zheng.

"I have something else to eat."

Xing Jue was silent and smiled again: "Okay, then."

-

Before Chu Zheng left, he pulled Hu Shuo aside: "Did you check something wrong there?"

Hu Shuo didn't want to say anything, but Chu Zheng was a little scary, and Hu Shuo was a little scared.

"Mr...Mr. spent too much time in the game cabin, and his nerves were injured, resulting in..."

Chu Zheng interrupted Hu Shuo's tirade: "Can it be recovered?"

Hu Shuo: "It's hard to say."

In other words, it is possible to recover, or it may not be recovered.

Chu Zheng nodded thoughtfully, then glanced at Hu Shuo: "Mr. Hu."

"Miss Chu Zheng?"

"What should be said and what shouldn't be said, I hope you know it carefully. In this huge manor, who knows what is hidden? If something goes wrong, can you handle it?"

Chuzheng left after saying this.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Hu Shuo's back.

Although nothing happened during this time, it was because Chuzheng was here.

If you really anger her...

Hu Shuo's forehead also began to sweat.

Hu Shuo took a few deep breaths and calmed down. When he turned his head, he saw Xing Jue standing behind him.

"First... sir?"

When did the husband stand behind him, scared to death!

Xing Jue smiled, with a gentle tone: "I ask you a question."

Hu Shuo saw Xing Jue's smile a little bit frustrated. Before the husband laughed, it was definitely unlucky for someone.

Although Mr. laughed often these days, he also knew that he was different from before.

But because of conditioned reflex, he was still a little scared.

Hu Shuo: "You ask."

Xing despaired toward the door: "Is she really my girlfriend?"

"Ah..." Hu Shuo swallowed, thinking about the things he had seen before, bit the bullet and said: "Miss Chu Zheng...say yes."

Hu Shuo was a little vague afterwards, Xing never knew if he didn't hear clearly or didn't think about it, he just nodded.

"That's good, I like her very much. We should have been in a good relationship before." Xing Jue put his fingertips on the position of his heart, and smiled low.

"..."

Ah.

Hu Shuo made a smirk, you are happy.

I hope you don’t fall apart too much when you find that you are thinking about it by the devil.

To whom Hu Shuo comes, Chuzheng is a devil! !

-

Chuzheng returned to Wenxian Road and saw a person standing in front of her store from a distance.

"You go back first." Chu Zheng sent Xingqiao away.

"Master, my uncle..."

"Don't worry, he's fine."

Xingqiao's small face wrinkled slightly, forced by Chu Zheng's indifference, he returned to his residence.

Chu Zheng walked around and went up the stairs.

Enter the house and look down from the window.

The figure below is holding his arms, looking around, occasionally looking up at the sign.

Who is this?

Chu Zheng called Liu Zhong and asked him to ask.

Liu Zhong: "..."

Chu Zheng watched Liu Zhong come out from him and talked with the people below.

A few minutes later, Liu Zhong sent a message.

"If I'm looking for you, I'll tell you that you cheat consumers, and I'll ask you to talk face to face."

"..."

"???"

Liu Zhong fell silent: "Girl, what did you do? People are chasing here."

Chu Zheng: "..."

-

It was not someone else who came to the door, it was the one with the nickname Lan Lingyi.

I was blocked online and couldn't complain. Now I have to find the line down. Isn't this too hard?

Lan Liyi's real name is Ye Lan, and he looks good, but looks a bit fierce.

There is a detailed address for the shipment, and she followed that photo.

However, the map of this place did not show, and Ye Lan took a lot of effort to find it.

"Do you think I can't find you?" Ye Lan akimbo, staring at Chu Zheng menacingly.

Chu Zheng stood inside the door with his chest folded, his tone of voice was cold: "What do you want to do?"

No one has accepted the complaint so many times, don’t you understand the reason?

Why are people so stubborn now!

Ye Lan snorted coldly. Chu Zheng thought she was looking for her to get a refund. Who knew she was so angry that she suddenly said, "Buy something!"

Chu Zheng: "..."

Are you sure it’s not here to trouble me?

Chuzheng didn't plan to pick up guests: "It's too late to do business." He was about to close the door.

"Hey, why are you doing this?" Ye Lan blocked the door with his hand, and Chuzheng shut the door for a while. The door just clamped the back of Ye Lan's hand. If he tried harder, his entire hand would be clamped.

Ye Lan squeezed in, quickly took out something and handed it over: "I have this!!"

Ye Lan held a small bottle in his hand, with a bright light in it.

Chu Zheng opened the door: "Come in."

Ye Lan breathed a sigh of relief and pulled the small bottle into it.

After a while, Ye Lan screamed.

"That...what is that..." Ye Lan fell to the ground, pointing to the thing standing in the shadow of the stairs with a look of horror, his face pale.

Chuzheng glanced over there, but without looking back, he pulled the chair away and sat down.

"what do you want?"

Ye Lan heard Chu Zheng's voice and looked at her subconsciously. When she looked back at the stairs, it was empty and there was no shadow.

Ye Lan: "..."

I read it wrong?

No, she was pretty sure she saw it.

Ye Lan swallowed, grabbed the small bottle in his hand, and got up from the ground.